Juliet
Once they'd made the decision and she'd talked to them both, Savannah was ready for the experience of her life. They'd gotten started right away. Finding Juliet had been fortuitous and the process wasn't exactly the old fashioned way but it was almost just as effective. There just happened to be a jar and a syringe as an intermediary since she wasn't going to actually have sex. Not with a married man.
But that first meeting had been a couple weeks ago. Savannah felt PMS-y but she hoped that that was a symptom of pregnancy, not an indicator that it hadn't worked.
She slipped into the clinic when she knew Juliet would be there and she smiled softly. It was still early and as she had hoped, there was no one else around. She wanted to keep this private. It made it special. Her secret.
"Juliet? I think it's time for a test," she said in a soft, serene voice. There was an edge of hope to it. She didn't want to hope too much, though. The odds it worked after the first month of trying were...not good odds, she knew.
But that first meeting had been a couple weeks ago. Savannah felt PMS-y but she hoped that that was a symptom of pregnancy, not an indicator that it hadn't worked.
She slipped into the clinic when she knew Juliet would be there and she smiled softly. It was still early and as she had hoped, there was no one else around. She wanted to keep this private. It made it special. Her secret.
"Juliet? I think it's time for a test," she said in a soft, serene voice. There was an edge of hope to it. She didn't want to hope too much, though. The odds it worked after the first month of trying were...not good odds, she knew.